Unicorns are ailing in Silicon Valley. Uber the ride-hailing unicorn is besieged by scandal, WeWork the shared-office unicorn fighting lawsuits from former employees. Home-rental unicorn Airbnb has been ensnared by regulation and virtual-reality unicorn Magic Leap was sued over some unfortunate workplace realities. Snapchat, the ephemeral unicorn, made $2 billion disappear in the first quarter. Other unicorns—startups valued at $1 billion or more—have cut perks and laid off staff to stay solvent.
All in all, the tech unicorns are not a healthy bunch. But 3,000
miles away, in New York’s Brooklyn borough, the state of the unicorn is
strong.
It’s here that Annie and Cory Bruce earlier this month opened what
they call the world’s first unicorn-horn store. Brooklyn Owl is located
on Flatbush Avenue in Park Slope, a neighborhood known for its abundance
of strollers. The Bruces and their nine-year-old daughter, Bee, live a
few blocks away.
Inside, Brooklyn Owl is a throwback to the era of Lisa Frank. Its
shelves are stacked with “unicorn horns” shaped like soft-serve ice
cream cones and made from what Annie calls a “hologram dot” material.
There are pink ones and gold ones and candy-colored spiraled ones. They
come in four sizes (“mini,” “tween,” “original,” and “giant”) and can be
purchased with or without ears. Brooklyn Owl’s shelves are stacked with unicorn horns. (Quartz/Alison Griswold)Behind
the rainbows and glitter, unicorn horns are a serious business. The
Brooklyn shop is the first actual storefront the Bruces have opened for
the wholesale crafts line that Annie started in 2011. Her first product
was a felt owl, inspired by Bee’s first word (after “mommy” and
“daddy”). That owl gave Brooklyn Owl its name, but it wasn’t until the
following year, when Bee wanted a unicorn party for her fourth birthday,
that the Bruces hit upon their signature item.
“[Annie] dropped everything to spend two weeks making a unicorn
horn,” Cory told me when I stopped by the shop last weekend. “I was like
‘Dude, you’ve got to get these orders out, these stores are waiting for
them!’ And she was like, ‘I’ve got to do this thing.’”
The first unicorn horn was an “original” (5 inches tall) made from
white felt. Today the Bruces have enough color, size, and fabric options
to make about 300 different combinations. Prices rang from $14 for the
“mini” (1.5 inches) to $30 for a “giant” (8 inches). Ears cost extra.
“They’ve gotten more glamorous,” Cory says. I point out a shimmery
one with two small ears. “Annie, what is the original rainbow sparkle
with ears?” he calls to his wife. “Normally $36,” she replies. The unicorn horn comes in four different sizes. (Quartz/Alison Griswold)The
Bruces are both wearing horns around the shop, and say they’ve sold
40,000 of them over the past five years. Many of their customers are
kids, but they’ve also filled orders for several corporate clients. Last
year, Etsy purchased “a few dozen” horns for its team photo, Annie
tells me. (Brooklyn Owl also sells its horns on Etsy.)
The year before that, Google bought some for a company retreat. Another
startup recently ordered one of the 18-inch unicorn horns on display in
Brooklyn Owl’s store to rotate around its office as a trophy. The
Bruces also supply horns to The New School in Manhattan, whose mascot is
a narwhal.
Making a unicorn horn is surprisingly labor-intensive. For each one,
Annie cuts a piece of fabric and stuffs it with recycled polyester. She
sews the length of the horn using a machine and then stitches on the
base, which is attached to an elastic strap, by hand. Her workshop, in
the back of Brooklyn Owl, has plastic bins filled with fabrics and a
pegboard bearing dozens of spools of brightly colored thread. A single
horn takes her about half an hour to make.
“Is a unicorn horn profitable?” I ask. “A little bit,” Annie says. “Not much.”
“But we also want to do it,” Cory adds. “It’s a fun product that makes people happy. You get to see kids walk in and be happy.”
“And encourage people,” Annie says, “which is why I’m interested in
working with startups.” After another several minutes looking around, I
thank the Bruces for their time. “Thank you for being magical and
wonderful!” she calls after me as I exit the shop.